On the grocery street, the shouts and scolding made the already lively environment even more noisy.

"Little rabbit, don't run for me, stop me!" A fat guy, carrying a kitchen knife in his hand, shouted and cursed at the young man in front of him as he ran.

Qiankun looked behind him while running, made a grimace, and deliberately angered the guy: "I'm stupid if I don't run?" Do you have what it takes to catch up with me? ”

"You! Okay, okay, you stop first, let's talk about it, okay? The man's face turned pale, and he was obviously angry, but he really couldn't run, so he had to calm down and discuss with Qiankun.

"Isn't that all there is to it? If I had known, I wouldn't be running that fast. Qiankun raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly, turned around and stopped in place, looking at this guy with a smile.

The guy was so tired that he bowed his waist, held his knees with both hands, and kept panting, and after a while, he came to his senses, pointed to Qiankun and said helplessly: "Ancestor, my little master, can you not come to our store to patronize?" ”

"Hey, old miser, don't I just love buns? I especially love to eat your family, so I've only eaten a few, are you as good as that? Listening to the guy's disgusted tone, Qiankun was obviously a little dissatisfied.

"How many more? You've been to our store twice, last time you ate seven drawers, and this time you ate twelve. Did you know that we lost more than 200 spirit coins? How do I explain it to my boss? After saying that, the guy looked depressed and collapsed to the ground.

"Then I don't care, if you want money or something, go ask my dad for it, hahahaha!"

After saying that, Qiankun ran away with a smoke, leaving a pile of dust to fly in front of the guy.

The onlookers also saw the doorway from the sidelines, so one of them started to gossip and gossip, and they all began to talk about the young man.

"Who is this young man? It's so arrogant and unreasonable! ”

"He? You don't know? He is the son of the master of our Eight Churches, Qiankun. ”

"I don't know if he was reincarnated or what, he turned out to be a young master, I see, his mud can't support the wall, so he is suitable for being a glutton."

"Heh, he just has a mother who has no father to teach, and the young master ......"

"Shhhh You be quiet, you are so bold, don't you want to die? ”

The villagers' discussions and gossip more or less reached Qiankun's ears. Qiankun smiled helplessly, I guess it's all on the bad side, right? However, Qiankun didn't really care.

His father told him that there are too many problems in life that are difficult to deal with, and that he must be happy in time to be able to suffer and not be confused. Qiankun agreed with what his father said. People, the most important thing is the mentality, just be happy.

When he was a child, Qiankun's father left Qiankun because of some problems, and he never met his mother, so he was unfamiliar and vague about his concept of childhood. No, even the memories that used to be part of it are fragmented.

He couldn't remember when his father came back to him, only that the children who had scolded him and bullied him before didn't dare to trouble him anymore, because they knew that Qiankun had a cousin father they couldn't afford to mess with.

Qiankun was relieved for a while, and there must be a bright turn after the fortune of poverty, isn't it? For example, now, he is living very well, very spontaneous, and that is enough.

He ran all the way to the house, covered in stinking sweat and dust, and his embarrassment shocked Qiankun's thinking. I can't let my father know about this, or he might punish me! After all, he told Qiankun not to go out and fool around.

So, Qiankun wiped the sweat on his body, shook off some dust, and changed into new clothes before going to his father's bedroom.

Every time he comes back from playing, Qiankun will greet his father, and this time is no exception. Qiankun cautiously walked into the bedroom and said respectfully, "Father, I'm back." ”

"Did you know to come back? You kid, where are you going? Qian Jiutian said lightly, got up from the table, and came to Qiankun's side.

Qianjiutian glanced at Qiankun, Qiankun smiled without a trace, just swept it slightly, Qianjiutian saw the ash on Qiankun's nose, as well as the subtle sweat stains on his forehead, and frowned.

"You're not going to trick or treat again, are you?" Qian Jiutian's face gradually sank, and he said seriously.

Qiankun was upright, and said quite weakly: "No, how can it be." ”

"Really? Didn't you really steal people's things? Qian Jiutian looked at Qiankun with fixed eyes and asked.

Qiankun flickered his gaze, and just smiled stupidly: "No, really not, father, why do you think of me so much?" ”

Qian Jiutian snorted coldly and said, "It is precisely because you are a habitual offender that I will not hesitate to doubt you." But even if it's for today, I don't bother to bother with your. Come, follow me to the main hall, and I will tell you something. After that, he strode out in stride.

Qiankun saw it, so he had to follow, Qiankun slowly walked into the main hall, only to see Qianjiutian staring at the ancestor's tablet for a long time before sitting down casually from the chair next to him.

Qiankun bowed his waist, and smiled at Qianjiutian with a flattering smile: "I don't know father, what do you have to order?" ”

Seeing that Qiankun looked like a treasure to make him happy, Qianjiutian couldn't laugh like a little worried, so he pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down." ”

Qiankun replied with a "hh" and sat down. Qian Jiutian was playing with the orb made of the demon beast spirit core in his hand, and he didn't know what to think about absentmindedly.

After pondering for a while, Qianjiutian said to Qiankun: "Kun'er, recently, there has been no news of the martial arts conference in the neighborhood, right?" ”

"Martial Arts Conference? What is that? No, I don't. Qiankun was stunned by the question and said.

Qian Jiutian's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "We are eight villages, eight hall masters, count me as one, all of them are the brothers and sisters who were taken in by the imprisoned barbarians in the troubled times, and learned the skills of surviving in the troubled times. ”

"After the death of the prisoner, we gathered all the refugees from the surrounding areas of the state and established these eight villages. In the beginning, we were really united. However, my fellow disciple Lin Fengtang continued to grow in ambition, and in order to obtain further cultivation qualifications, he secretly colluded with the forces of the royal capital, suppressed other forces and villages in the state several times, and ruined the reputation of the barbarians. ”

"Lin Fengtang is eager to improve his strength quickly, and Huizhou is really a weak place that can't be too weak, and the strength of our senior brothers has been trapped in their own realm in recent decades, just because the pill is difficult to find, and the opportunity is not good. The place of cultivation in the royal capital is really out of reach for us. ”

"This makes us have to fight in private to improve our strength. After many years, to this day, I heard from the people of Fengying Village that Lin Fengtang is going to hold an open martial arts conference to learn martial arts and enhance feelings. But I think this time, his intentions are not shallow. ”

Hearing this, Qiankun frowned, and said, "Lin Fengtang? How could it be him? ”

Lin Fengtang's name gradually became clear from Qiankun's mind.

Lin Fengtang, he used to be a classmate and friend of Qiankun's father, and he was a close friend when he was a child. However, the more time passed, the shortcomings of his body were gradually exposed, and he gradually became unfriendly with Qianjiutian, and targeted Qianjiutian everywhere. His behavior is also despicable, and his behavior is even more incomprehensible, not to mention, he is still a scum who works for the king's capital!

Wang Du, if it sounds good, it is an organization that leads the survival and life of the people of Zhoulu, but if it is not good, it is a weapon of cannibalism and sucking human blood!

Every year, the royal capital frequently reminded the people of various states that the labor force was used to dig spiritual stones and spiritual jade to make huge profits. In addition, it has monopolized the cultivation holy places in various states, which are exclusively used by the talents of the royal capital. Their unbalanced approach undoubtedly suppressed the people's idea of resistance.

Just imagine, what ability does a person who can't even eat enough and can't cultivate normally have the ability to resist?

Can such a squeeze? How can we stabilize the heart of human nature and simple desire? The people of the royal capital are not ordinary people in the world, right? How are you all in the world?

Therefore, whether it is a cultivator or a commoner, he will not help the royal capital, and he feels that it is a shame like a lackey. Lin Fengtang, on the other hand, has always been doing a job that is despised and spurned by tens of thousands of people.

When Qianjiutian was away, Qiankun never had any good feelings for this arrogant Lin Fengtang. After Qianjiutian came back, Lin Fengtang took every opportunity to tease and humiliate Qianjiutian, Qiankun's impression of Lin Fengtang was not ordinarily bad.

Qian Jiutian said: "I know that his ambition and desire are too strong, and he can't wait for everything in the world to be in his hands. He always wanted to get my Bazheng boxing, and he once told me that his physical skills were not good and he wanted to learn my Bazheng boxing, and at that time we were awkward to get along, so I didn't want to teach him. ”

"Since then, the gap between the two of us has grown, but he has always wanted to learn Bazheng Boxing. This time, I don't know exactly what his purpose is. ”

"Will he be bad for you, father?" Qiankun said worriedly.

"It's hard to say." Nine days of dry is not sure.

Qiankun thought for a while and said, "Then should we go again?" ”

Qian Jiutian's indifferent eyes changed suddenly, and his eyes seemed to contain an unfathomable nothingness, and his expression became solemn. Slowly, Qianjiutian's burly figure gradually rose, standing like a mountain, looking into the vast distance.

Huo Ran, Qianjiutian's bright voice sounded: "Go, this time, I must go." If we don't go, first of all, the reputation of our Bazheng Village will be ruined, and it will let others gossip about us; In addition, I also want to know what kind of medicine is sold in this Lin Fengtang's gourd, no matter how conspiratorial it is, I will also probe into it, do you understand? Kun'er? ”

"Understood." Qiankun replied and sighed.

My father was like this, he was rigid for most of his life, and he refused to give in to anyone. Knowing that Lin Fengtang was a villain, he was going to attend his Hongmen banquet, so he had to be admired. This is also the reason why his father did not accompany him through his childhood, and still did not hate him, but respected him.

Qiankun retreated for nine days, and after that, a person was silent and speechless to the surroundings.

You've been indulging in it for more than ten years, and you're finally going to make a move? Qianjiutian's thoughts drifted and he sighed.